My madam, my poison

That's karma?

Two days later.

"With my time off teaching, how about we go to your friend's house and ask for Irwan's address" said brother Darren when he came to my boarding house that afternoon.

I'm grateful. Brother Darren who used to hate mother even holds a grudge against her, lately began to show his caring attitude.

"Free, Brother. We'll never see Irwan again."

"He's just out of town. It's not hard for me to find it."

"But, Sister, …"

"Why? You scared? Let me face it. We need to find justice for Mom. 

"Do you have the heart to let a mother give birth to her baby without a husband?"

"We won't be able to see Irwan until anytime."

"What do you mean?"

"Irwan's gone, he's dead."

"Ha ha ha. I get it now. You must be so upset with that guy that you swear he's dead. That's right?" Brother Darren chuckles.

"Irwan is really dead, brother."

"A-a-pa?!"

"Irwan died two days ago in an accident. The motorcycle he was driving hit the car. He died at the scene."

"Innalilahi wa Inna ilaihi raji'un."

"You're not kidding, are you?"

"So don't know me, do you? I'm not the kind of person who likes to mess around let alone joke about something this important."

"yes too. How do you know if Irwan's dead?"

"It just so happened that afternoon that I was in the market. I heard the sound of a collision from the direction of the road in front of the market. A resident said the victim of the accident was named Irwan. It turns out that true, he is 

Irwan's my best friend's brother, Mayra."

"Lost is our hope to save mother" said brother Darren.

"Yes, even though Irwan had good intentions before he met his end."

"Good intentions? Didn't you tell yourself that he denied his actions to his mother and refused to take responsibility?"

"What's? Irwan's dead?" 

Darren and I turned to look at the voice. The mother who I thought was taking a nap in her room was listening to our conversation.

"Mom's up? Is Mom hungry?"

I deliberately switched the conversation.

"Is it true that I heard that Irwan died?" tanyakanya.

I looked at Brother Darren's face for a moment before nodding my head.

"Who is this baby's father? My baby has no father. Hu .. hu .. hu.. My baby has been orphaned since the stomach. Ha ha ha … 

Why don't you just die with your father? Ha ha ha!" Mother beat her own stomach with anger.

"Mother, no!" I got out of my seat and asked her to sit on the sofa.

"Yoga is dead, Irwan is dead. My baby has no father anymore. Ha ha! Hu. hu…"

Mom would laugh out loud then cry, and a few moments later come back laughing. So next. I grabbed the body of the woman I loved so much, and then I fell on her shoulders.

"The more days the mother's condition becomes more concerning. How about we take mom to a mental institution?" said Darren's stern brother made me dumbfounded.

"A mental hospital, brother?"

"really. At the moment, the mental state of the mother is unstable. I'm worried that if left unchecked it will get worse" Darren said.

Suddenly I remembered Salma who is currently undergoing treatment in a mental hospital because of depression after the death of her husband and baby at the same time.

In the past, mothers often insulted Salma's mother if she was a sin*ing woman, not sane, even gil*. Why does it seem like everything is happening to my mother? Does the law of karma really exist and still apply? 

"Yoga's dead! Irwan is dead too. Ha ha ha…

Who's my baby's father? Hu ... hu…"

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